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hello.

i've been feeling quite fucked up with school. yes i know. i just said something vulgar. just shut up will you?

to sum up the entire week, it's been basically fucked up. zeenat has been screwing me like free. i've been crying like free. this is like what? the 2nd time im crying in SR. and i cried for 3 days straight wow. i can like create records or something.

touch rugby has been great, but sighs-

art is being a bitch also. im slowly beginning to like math. econs is getting on my nerves. i like PE. i ran 10 rounds. and i didn't feel as tired as i did when i ran 2.4km. environment is basically shit. literature has been very cultural. lynette has been rather tired. she couldn't catch up on her sleep during the weekends. and when she was sleeping in bus 25, on the way back home from the school, this bloody malay guy sat beside her and kept staring, like as if never see girl in brown uniform iszit. not say my hair messy or i was drooling or somthing.

ive been rather angsty. i'm pissed with everything i do. i rolled my eyes at some of my friends. i want to hug someone. i want to sleep forever. i want to murder you. i accidentally shouted at my friend, but i had to cover it up with 'im kidding'. everybody thinks im just tired, but it's more of im sick and tired of every single thing. and the main thing is that i've barely lived life, and here i am, complaining bout every single damn thing i come across. the most disgusting part of all, which i fucking hate is that i have to act happy.

yay

lynette is a happy bitch. beat that. i know, whr got girls put themselves down one? so now you got a problem with me? you can just click the red x ya know. i don't even know why are you putting up with this shit. why ah? why why why why why!? once i had enough of all these nonsense, i can just happily forsake everything and concentrate on gilbert with my friends. all the calafare like econs, math & everything, just flush yourself down the toiletbowl. your existence is redundant and each time i see you, i just feel like tearing you up into pieces. dont tell me it's a love hate relationship, you can just go bang wall now.

wtf, i'm talking to books. i need to fucking draw now, cos im the polar bear, and the ice cap just freaking won't melt.

miss kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.


yours redundantly,
lynette lee ai ling.


now you're done reading, so scram,


im sorry for such a vulgar post. it's not something i want, but i just had to let all these crap out. nbtt.